His eyes kept roaming up and down my body and there was a hunger in his eyes I’d never seen that made my heart race.
When his eyes connected with mine he seemed to realize he’d been staring and he made this small noise of surprise before looking away hastily.
I suddenly felt nervous and I didn’t know why.
There was this strange fluttering in my stomach too, something I’d never felt around Dean before.
He’d always been Dean, but what if—
I stopped that thought in its tracks.
“You ready to head down?” I asked him, hating how my voice shook slightly.
He nodded, his voice seeming to have disappeared.
I strode to the door as quick as my legs would carry me and he followed.
We were both quiet as we headed for the elevator.
“That receptionist is so gonna bust us,” he muttered, “did you see the look in her eyes? It’s like she knew we’d try to do this.”
I shrugged. “We won’t stay long, I promise.”
I knew Dean had to be exhausted from driving all day and I felt a little bad for dragging him out, but not bad enough to turn around.
The elevator doors opened and we started down the hallway, following the signs directing us towards the pool.
There was some sort of creaking sound behind us and Dean jumped, grabbing my arm and pulling me against the wall.
“What was that?” He gasped. “Was that her?”
“Calm down.” I poked his stomach. “We’re ninjas.”
“Ninjas?” He repeated, brows raised.
“Yeah, ninjas,” I reiterated. “Now be quiet and follow me.”
I crouched down, totally playing up this whole ninja thing, and reached behind me for his hand. His calloused fingers slid into mine and I smiled.
Walking as stealthily as we could we made our way to the pool exit.
I slid the keycard into the slot and it lit up green.
Once we were outside I grinned at him. “We can’t be doing something too bad if the door opened.”
He made a face like he still didn’t believe me.
I grabbed the bottom of my top and lifted it off my body, tossing it onto a lounge chair and doing the same with my bottoms.
Before Dean could even blink I was running towards the lit up pool and diving in.
I surfaced in the deepest part and turned around to find Dean standing at the edge of the pool.
“Come on scaredy cat!” I called, blowing at the water. “Live a little! Isn’t that what you’ve been reminding me to do? Why don’t you do the same?”
“But I’m not y
ou,” he countered.